Miles POV
As soon as I broke in on Jennifer's apartment I hung up my phone and got inside making sure that no one saw me enter the apartment. I knew that she lived alone so the only risk was if one of her neighbors saw me but I would be that with what I had discovered about Jennifer so far her neighbors probably would turn a blind eye and a deaf ear if they thought someone was robbing her.
Her apartment was decorated with taste even though some of the furniture was missing and I could see the marks that they had left in the expensive carpet showing that she probably just got rid of them recently. I made my way toward her bedroom and went to check in her closet to see if she had anything that I could use against her. In my experience people usually used to hide things in their bedroom or in the basement and I was going to check them both. Home studio was the third place where they kept a lot of information but they usually were more careful there because they thought it wasn't as secure especially if they met potential clients there.
Her giant bed wasn't made and here was a lot of trash around the house, I guess she didn't have any more money to hire a maid and was to lazy to do a thing herself. As I was looking in her closet to find a piece of paper or anything that could help me the only things I found were clothes and more expensive clothes. Oh also at least 50 pairs of different types of shoes. They were a variety of colors and shapes and I really wondered why women would need this many shoes. I don't own more that 5 pairs.
I thought about getting her tube of toothpaste and squeezing it inside her shoes so that when she wore them her feet would get dirty and it would make a funny noise, then I thought it would be childish and abandoned the idea.
After 10 minutes of searching inside her closet I only discovered that she also had a huge collection of sexy underwear and mostly dresses, not many practical clothes. I mean the woman didn't even own a pair of sweatpants. I was about to give up when in one of the last drawers of her custom made closed I found a folder that seemed unusual.
I picked the folder and opened it only to see that there were pictures and more pictures on it. First one was her and Jack but what didn't made sense to me was why she had put a big red cross on her face. There were other pictures of Jack and Nicole this time and she had done the same thing. Circled Nicole head and out a big Red Cross on it. In others it was her Jack and Nicole and she had crosses herself and Nicole again. It just didn't make sense to me. Usually one crosses out the one that they want to eliminate not themselves. I was looking at the pictures and I saw that Jennifer seemed a little bit different there. She was more demure and she wasn't clinging to Jack. In some of the pictures she was even laughing and having a good time with Nicole.
I run my hands in my hair trying to make sense out of it. Why would she want someone to take pictures or herself and then circle it. Unless.... Of course how could I have been this stupid. The one in the picture must have been the real Jennifer and she was crossing out her sister not her. So I guess the real Jennifer was in those pictures and that is why she was laughing with Nicole. I took the pictures with me and tired to see if there was more concrete proof that Isabel stile Jennifer identity. Just having a couple of pictures wouldn't prove anything and it wouldn't help Mike either.
I went in her bathroom grabbed the toothpaste and then I went and I squeezed the toothpaste in her shoes. I guess I am a kid after all. I just wished I could see her face when she wore her precious shoes. I chose a pair of golden ones that had a red sole. I must admit they were pretty, too bad they wouldn't be useful after I squeezed half of the toothpaste in them. After doing the same with another pair of back shoes with a red sole again, what's up with the red sole it's not like people are going to see what's under your feet, I went to the bathroom took her mouthwash and emptied half of it. Then I filled it with toilet water while cracking up when I thought of Jennifer rinsing her mouth with it. Then I took toothbrush dipped in the toilet a couple of times and put it back in place. Time to get serious and get back to work I thought and left her bedroom and checked to see if she had a studio. Turns out she hadn't which is weird because if she was a layer she would have to take a lot of paper work with her home to work on them.
Another quick search around the house didn't came up with much and I was getting hungry so I went to see what was in her fridge. The thing was empty, there was nothing there, nada, zilch, not even water. Basement here I come.
I tried to open the door to her basement but it was locked. After working on it for about a minute I broke the lock with a grin and got inside. The basement wasn't at all like what expected. I thought I would be unfinished or if finished some kind or room where she could get away, kind of like a woman cave but instead what I stumbled upon was something that made my jaw drop in the floor.
In the corner of the room there was a pale, skinny, really malnourished cope of Jennifer or Isabel. I don't know which was which anymore. In her ankle there was a big chain that was long enough for her to move around the room but in the same time wasn't long enough to come close to the door. This way the person that entered the room was always sure that she couldn't come near them I case she wanted to hurt them.
"Hi." I said not knowing what to say.
"Did she send you to kill me?" She said slowly and cowering in fear. I felt like someone twisted my guts. How can a human being do this to another human being let alone to a sibling.
"No" I tried to get closer but she just backed farther in the corner of the room and she was trembling. "I won't come closer to you or hurt you, actually I am going to save you. I am a cop." I told her and showed her my badge. She blew out a deep breath and to my surprise I did too. I hadn't even noticed that I was holding my breath.
"You aren't going to kill me." She stated
"I don't kill pretty damsels in distress. I save them." I smiled at her trying to make her feel safe and relaxed.
"What is your name?"
"Jennifer, Jennifer Sacks."
"How long have you been her Jenny? Can I call you jenny?" She just hooded but then started to think.
"What's the date?" She asked confused
"It's may 21." I answered still keeping my distance from her and checking around the room. Her next question made me turn my head so quick in her direction I thought I heard a crack so I rubbed my neck making sure I didn't pull a muscle.
"What year?"
"2015"
I took her some time to reply and she scrunched her nose thinking but then replied "That means it would be 5 years next week. She locked me here may 28 2010."
"That's an awful long time. I am sorry but I am glad that you are alive. I thought you were dead."
"She kept me alive so that I could do her job." She pointed at the desk full of files. That explains why she didn't have a studio upstairs.
"She had no idea about legal work so she brought the work home and asked me to do it. If I refused to do it or if I didn't do a good job she would let me starve. In the end I didn't have a choice. I think if she didn't need me should would probably had killed me." She started to cry. I got close to her and just hugged her and rubbed her back. I could feel her ribs in doing so and this made me even more furious toward Jennifer, I meant Isabel. It would take me time to get used to the idea.
"Do you know how your sister escaped or what made her want to do what she did?"
"I guess it's my fault for that" she sobbed, "I would feel bad that she was locked up in an asylum so I would visit her and tell her about my day but she would never talk with me, she always listened. I told her that I got a new job and that my new boss was an amazing person who treated everyone really nice and that he was really happy with his wife who was also a very good person. I was telling her how much he helped me by also being a friend when I needed to. I noticed that when I spoke about him she would have a weird look in her face but I thought nothing of it. Then one day I was home late from work and it was dark outside. The next thing I know is someone hits me in the back of my head and when I wake up I am tied up while my dear sister is telling me that she is taking over my life and that she will marry Jack. She destroyed everything."
"She will pay for everything she has done to you and to everyone else she has hurt. Do you want her to pay?" I asked her while releasing her from my arms so that I could see her face. It was tear stained and really pale but still she was beautiful. No wonder Jack was like a puppy in Isabel's hand. Jennifer nodded.
"Yes I want her to pay for everything. She said determined.
"Then let's go." I kneeled in my knees and after picking the lock that was holding her prisoner we got out of the basement.
"I am going to take a quick shower and wear something else." She pointed toward the bedroom.
"Sure, just don't use the mouthwash or the toothbrush." I smiled at her. She just nodded and disappeared in the bedroom.
I heard the shower run and then after about five minutes the water turned off and some movement in the bedroom. I remembered that I left the file with photos there too so I knocked on her door so I could get them.
"Come in" came her reply
She was wearing a beautiful green dress but it was a little loose one her. Her witch of a sister had not fed her regularly so now she was really skinny but still gorgeous.
"I forgot a file here." I said pointed to the dresser on top of which was the file.
"I am ready just need to put my shoes on." She smiled at me then before I had a chance to say anything to her she slipped her feet inside the black shoes that I had filled with toothpaste. She jumped in the air scared and confused while I rushed down to her asking her forgiveness.
"I am really sorry, I thought it would be funny if your sister wore these but I see it's not that funny." I removed the shoes from her feet and started to wipe them with a towel.
"My poor Louis Vuitton's" Jenny said staring at her shoes
"I am sorry. I will buy you another pair. It's just shoes." I said to her. She first glared at me then molded and grabbed another pair of shoes and putting them on only after checking there was nothing on them.
"Ready?" I asked
"Let make her wish she was never born." She strode ahead of me shoulders straight and head held high.
A/N
The picture is the shoes that Miles destroyed. :(
The chapter is more that 2000 words so don't say it's short. Next chapter will be Nikki and Jack :)
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